On the first day of the Annan Conference, there were more than a hundred finalists among the seven winners in the three competitive arenas of the Three Middle Realms, all of whom were casual cultivators.
The test field is even more lively. Several people or even a dozen people are on the stage at the same time, and there are no less than twenty melee fights. Every scene can attract everyone's attention. Various magic weapons, talismans, techniques, and means emerge in endlessly. The casual cultivators Showcasing them to their heart's content, many people were astonished by their skills in suppressing the bottom of the box. Some even had outstanding qualifications, and were spotted by the heads and elders of various sects on the spot and immediately put them under the door, making others envious.
In such a warm atmosphere, the discussion on the first day lasted until late at night before it was finally concluded.
But after just one night, the situation on the scene changed dramatically.
On the second day of the discussion, just after the four major eunuchs and the four major sect leaders gathered in front of the hall, the scene suddenly became deserted. After waiting for a long time, no one came on the stage. The family monks gathered in small groups. Together, we just looked at the empty mandala and whispered.
Luo Chuan heard yesterday that the young female Taoist said that all those who took the stage the day before were casual cultivators. He understood the meaning in general, so he turned and looked at the four major sect leaders again, "The people who took the stage yesterday were too enthusiastic, but today there is no one." It’s time to take the stage. I heard that many of the disciples from the four major sects have not yet taken the stage, so why not let the disciples from the four major sects take the lead today.”
Wan Qingsi, the head of Xiaoyao Valley, held the snow-white beast in her arms and just stretched out her hand to caress its smooth fur without paying any attention to it.
Ling Anzi, the headmaster of the Golden Sword Sect, looked up at the sky, as if he didn't even hear anything.
Zhong Shuye looked at Headmaster Cangyan. When the two looked at each other, the former smiled and raised his hand to indicate that he should come first.
Headmaster Cangyan no longer hesitated and said directly, "Ling Zhenzi, Ling Jingzi, and Xuan Jiangzi, you three will take the stage."
As soon as he finished speaking, a rather old simple Taoist priest, a young female Taoist, and a young Taoist priest who seemed to be about the same age as the young female Taoist standing behind him all saluted, then stood up with their swords and transformed into Three rays of light fell on the three competition arenas in the Middle Three Realms respectively. Each one stood in the middle, holding a sword alone, with an expressionless face, like a stone sculpture.
Everyone watching the battle immediately started talking, and then, a monk with a face like a crown of jade and two golden gourds pinned to his waist came out of the crowd and walked straight towards the young female path in the middle of the three competition arenas. In front of the stage, he stepped on the stage with just a few steps, attracting everyone's attention. The monk raised his hand in the direction of the young female Taoist and said loudly, "Fellow Taoist..."
But before he could finish his words, the young female Taoist had already made a secret with one hand, and the flying sword behind her turned into a blue light and stabbed towards the opposite side!
The monk was immediately shocked. Without caring about anything else, he rolled on the ground and stood up from his knees. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and patted a gourd on his waist. There were a few tiny rays of light as thin as needle tips coming from the gourd. It shot out from the mouth, first gathered and then dispersed in the air, and then shot straight towards the young female path!
There were stars in Luo Chuan's eyes, and he could clearly see the thin flying needles in the light flying out of the gourd. Just as he was looking at it with interest, he heard a person behind him sneer. He turned around and saw that it was Qian Xue, and he went to He leaned back and asked softly, "What?"
Qianxue sent her voice into Luochuan's ears, "That person is going to lose."
Luo Chuan looked at it intently and said in surprise, "So fast?"
Qianxue said no more.
As soon as the two of them were talking, the situation on the scene had changed drastically!
The flying needle shot by the gourd monk was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already reached in front of the young female Taoist. However, it was submerged by a sudden rising wave of water. At the same time, the young female Taoist's right hand moved downwards.
The flying sword that failed to achieve any success fell from the air again. This time, it did not rush past. Instead, it stopped suddenly when it hit the gourd monk a foot in front of him, and then flew like a flower!
Several sword beams nearly ten feet long shot out fiercely, crisscrossing and reciprocating, densely packed, almost forming an airtight net, covering half of the altar!
At this moment, the gourd monk didn't care about his temperament and demeanor, and he didn't care about the flying needle. He just slapped another golden gourd on his waist, and clouds of purple-red mist surged out of it, covering him completely!
The sword light passed by, and the purple-red mist was messed up, and then condensed into a stream and returned to the golden gourd.
Cultivator Calabash seemed a little embarrassed at this moment, but before he could use his hands to draw back the flying needle caught in the water waves, he saw that the flying sword of the young female Taoist had struck again.
Next, a huge sword light of more than ten feet long was pressing towards him like a hill. He suddenly lost all thoughts, closed his eyes and said quickly, "I lose!!"
The water-colored sword light surged forward, but stopped three feet away from the Calabash Cultivator, then turned into a rainbow and returned, finally landing in the scabbard behind the young female Taoist.
The young female Taoist waved her hand, and the water waves in front of her dispersed. Some of the flying needles that were faintly visible in the sunlight flew back into the gourd around the monk's waist. She bowed expressionlessly and said nothing.
The Calabash Taoist priest, who was defeated after taking the stage for only a few breaths, returned the greeting with some embarrassment, then jumped off the altar and left without looking back.
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On the high platform in front of the palace, Luo Chuan saw it clearly from a high position and couldn't help but sigh. But before he could say anything, three more people walked out of the crowd and jumped onto the competition ground. With just a salute, the talismans and magic weapons came out, and they immediately came out.
The fight started.
Luo Chuan took a closer look and asked Qian Xue in a low voice, "I always feel that the strong men from the Third Middle Realm on stage today are stronger than yesterday."
Qianxue sent her voice to Luo Chuan's ears as usual, "Of course it is stronger. At the beginning of yesterday's discussion, most of the people on stage were speculative cultivators who only had good luck with their skills. Naturally, their strength was extremely limited. Today, it was the serious sword of Cangyan Sword Sect.
Cultivators, those who dare to go up on stage to compete are probably disciples of large and small sects, even if they are still members of the family, they are definitely the best among them, and they are naturally much stronger."
Luo Chuan looked carefully and noticed something, so he nodded slightly, straightened his body slightly, and watched the battle more seriously.
After just a while, he realized something again. Compared with yesterday's competition among casual cultivators, today's cultivators who are from large or small sects or powerful cultivating families are obviously much more well-founded in their advance and retreat. They have their own rules for offense and defense. In terms of combat,
Although they are not as sophisticated or even ruthless as ordinary casual cultivators, and there are not a few casual cultivators who are unparalleled or have unexpected methods and techniques, they are more comprehensive and reliable, including the coordinated use of talismans, magic weapons or flying swords, which are very neat.
, there are almost no obvious shortcomings at first glance.
At this time, the competition is mainly about the cultivation skills, equipment and foundation, and it is almost impossible to take advantage of others.
But even though most of the characters who took the stage to challenge at this moment could be called talents, none of them could make the three people sent by Cangyan Sword Sect sway at all, especially the young female Taoist who was in the middle of the altar, who was even more ruthless.
In just one stick of incense, he had already won seven victories and turned around to leave.
Luo Chuan looked at the frustrated people far and near under the five-level altar, and couldn't help but smile, "It seems that she can't break through. She is really in a bad mood."